tangled up in me

my goshhhhhhhhhhh i got lost for 2 hrs today man. could've driven to malacca by now. was supposed to meet up at wei ping's house and he'll direct me to tanglin, but i spent like 40 mins getting lost looking for the way to his house.

then when im finally somewhere near his house, i made a wrong turning somewhere and ended up someplace else. so wei ping told me to stop there and he'll come look for me. trouble was, i was at the highway and it was packed, i couldnt just stop anywhere. so i drove to CIMB bank and waited at the "car park" (which was more like a wide road and people anyhow park along the sides so only one car could pass at a time), but it was full, so i just waited at the exit and hoped nobody would come, but some idiot did, and i had to go back on the road.

then wei ping told me to keep right, which was what i did and i ended up on some funny highway leading to a jalan sentul. wei ping was like, "even i dont know where it was!" and i started panicking, how am i going to go home lah like that! when i saw a signboard pointing to kuantan, i really wanted to just stop there and cry and get somebody to come look for me. luckily i didnt. anyway i told wei ping to go ahead to tanglin and i'll try to find my way back. so i just tried to U turn and i ended up at this funny area and somehow or other, i managed to find my way back to the highway on the opposite side and looked for signs leading back to PJ and i followed them all the way back to ttdi.

meanwhile, wei ping who missed the usual turning he takes to go to tanglin (because he was looking for me) had to take a different route this time. and HE got lost too. -.- somehow he ended up at the curve and i told him to wait for me at ttdi. then we met up and arrived at tanglin an hour late.

yep, having a lousy sense of direction really suck. im in no hurry to try to go to any new places on my own now. THANK GOD i managed to find my way home, it's a miracle lah. cats are like that, i heard somewhere that no matter how lost they get, they'll somehow reach their destinations or something. guess that's another similarity i have with cats.

gosh, i think im more blur than din din at times.

last week, when i was waiting for shaun, i suddenly remembered that i had to look for dr robert. darling was with me at that time, so i dragged him along and we stepped into the lift. darling asked me why i wanted to look for dr robert, so i told him. then the lift doors open; julianna walked in and we stepped out. so darling and i walked to the doors. when he opened it, he was like, "eh? how come this place looks so different wan?" then i looked up and i saw "learning suites". T.T we were still on the ground floor! darling and i were so immersed in our conversation that we both forgot to press the button! luckily julianna wanted to go up, otherwise darling and i would probably be in the lift for ages and wondering why the lift is taking so long to go up one floor.

anna said i've been quiet lately, and i didnt realise how little ive been laughing these days until the lift incident and after she pointed it out. sigh, it's all the workload's fault, im gonna drown in it one day. thanks darling for the much needed laugh. :)

mama i love you

i was inspired to blog after reading din din's nick on msn.

so today's the universal day for ALL mothers! HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY to all you mums out there, to those who have given us so much, but expected nothing in return. and the great day about today is that it is celebrated by all mothers; mothers, grandmothers, godmothers, adopted mothers, and mothers who have passed away and will be dearly missed by their children.

thought we were going out for dinner or something to celebrate mothers' day, but instead mum went to melaka to celebrate somebody's wedding. owh well.

anyway, this is for you, HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY mummy!

oops, no u did not just see my finger. nah uh.

and to aunty joyce too! my extremely cool godmum. hehe

and last, but not least, to my grandmothers! esp my paternal granny, who's been taking care of us since forever. she doesnt like to have her pictures taken, which explains why i dont have one of her up here.

in the past, the role of a mother used to be cooking, cleaning, looking after her family and providing emotional support.

as if that wasnt enough, most mothers nowadays have the added job of earning extra income.

mothers have it tough, and what do they get in return?
sometimes if they're lucky, they get a thank you once in a while.
or better yet, love and care in return.

so u guys, better appreciate ur mums! it's not easy being one!

P.S. to our mum, aunty joyce and grandma, thank you. and we love you!

- the tohlets.

welcome home

it's been a while since i had the time to blog hop (not that i have a lot of free time now).
so yesterday i decided to just visit blogs to see how frens are doing.

and then i got to hui en's blog.

well, hui en's mum passed away last yr, exactly one day after her bday. =(
after reading her post dated 27th april 2007, i cried.
seriously.
it was so so touching and sad.

and it reminded me of how we (i'm not saying ALL of u are like that, just majority of the ppl) dont tell our loved ones how much we love them until it's too late, or almost is.
it's like how mitch albom puts it in tuesdays with morrie, why is it that we save the nice things we have to say about ppl until during their funerals?
okay. so he didnt exactly put it in those words, but they generally mean the same thing.

yeah, so, why?
think about it.

i guess in a way, deep inside us, we're all afraid.
afraid of showing our true feelings.
and afraid of how they might react when we tell them.

chances are, that person will be very happy when u do.
so why hold back?

or maybe it's just the way we are, we keep thinking that there's always tomorrow.
sadly, no one knows what's going to happen tomorrow.
in fact, there might not even be a tomorrow.
we forget that quite often and so, we take these ppl for granted.
we expect them to be around us forever, and we tell ourselves that we'll treat them better the next time.
but do we?

it's really not that hard u know, it's just three very simple words, "i love you."

tell me what u think.

never say never!

1000-word report in 3 hrs. that HAS got to be a record!

admittedly it's mostly copy and paste, but still it wasnt easy, trust me. thank goodness it's only stupid lan project.

it's all coming back to me now

i miss my woman!

hurry come back! classes arent the same without u! =(

haha sounds so wrong. dont worry, im perfectly straight.

was watching sixth sense on tv earlier. i think haley joel osment's the most talented child actor ever! no one can match his talent except dakota fanning. yup, that's why they're my fav child actor and actress.

look he's so cute then!

all grown up, but still cute!

wat happened?!

was searching for his pics and i found this article, he was arrested for drunk driving and in possession of marijuana. so sad! why cant he stay a sweet innocent little boy?!

his sister who stars as lilly in hannah montana's pretty good too! but still not as good as her brother.

so cute right! can see the resemblance!

anyway! it's after watching movies like sixth sense only am i reminded of why i wanted to be a doctor in the first place. after so many lessons on how to conduct medical interviews, sometimes when im talking to patients, i feel like im acting sympathetic because i KNOW im supposed to be, not because im really feeling that way. dont get me wrong, i think those lessons are useful because they help us to communicate better with patients, but when we follow the guidelines too closely, we tend to lose our spontaneity.

it's like everything sort of becomes automatic, and we're like robots programmed to carry out certain functions. think have to vs want to. everything that we do or say is more out of habit than anything else.

i feel that at times, when we get to the top, or maybe even in the middle of things, we tend to forget the basics. i like the way shaun's bro puts it, once we get the things we want, we forget why we wanted them in the first place. so to prevent that from happening, it's good to just stop and reflect on wat, who or why are we doing the things that we do once in a while.

that's what i think.

oh yeah, been wanting to blog about this for some time. just never gotten round to doing it because, i dont know, it sounds unbelievable. or maybe cos i was afraid id get laughed at or ppl would just think im weird. if u havent already.

since last yr, there's been like 3 occasions where i had this feeling of some kind of presence in my room. trust me, it's not the comforting kind. and this thing is like watching me.

the first time it happened, it was really really freaky. i couldnt tell if i was awake or asleep, but it felt real enough. i woke up (?) in the middle of the night, and immediately i could tell that there was something in my room aside from my grandma and myself. i wanted to reach out to wake my grandma up, but no matter how hard i tried, i couldnt move a muscle or make any sound at all. i was just paralysed with fear. so i prayed over and over again. i cant rmb wat happened after that. i suppose the feeling passed and i fell asleep.

i cant rmb anything about wat happened the second time except that i got the feeling that someone was watching me again.

the third time was like 2 days ago. i went to sleep about close to three am, and i got that feeling again. and again, i couldnt tell if i was awake or asleep. it was like there's this prickly feeling and all my senses were heightened and my body was tensed up. and then i dreamt.

it was such a disturbing dream. i was at home, in the living room with my sisters, when we heard this car pull up at the gate. it was this white car that we havent seen before and it was like just there. as if the driver was waiting for someone. the first thing i did was to draw the curtains so that whoever it is couldnt look in. then somehow or other, when i was pulling the curtains, i ended up outside the house. all of a sudden, the gate was wide open and the car drove right in. i tried to run back inside but the door was locked, so i was trapped in between the car and the door. i was banging the door with my fists and my sister was trying to unlock it when the car door slowly opened ...

then i woke up. i was terrified. im pretty sure i was clutching the cross that alvin john gave me, the one i always have around my neck, in my sleep. anyway i switched on my mp3 and Jesus take the wheel started playing. as cliche as it sounds, i felt this sudden sense of calmness wash over me. i laid there listening to the song for a while and said a prayer then fell back to sleep.

it's so weird, really. i've been living in my house since i was born and nothing like that has happened before. and it's not like they happen after i watch horror mewvies or something. dont know, but i hope they'll go away soon.